Hello everyone, I just wanted to inform all I have threads with that I will be gone from this coming Wednesday through Sunday. I won't be able to post consistently if at all during this time, but I will try to make up for it next week! I am sorry for the inconvenience to everyone.

Granted that most of you won't know me or remember me, but I've had a few matches here and there some time ago. Well I think its time to become a regular around here and try to have some fun again, but at the same time keep coming back. Anyway I think its time to jump into some matches with Zoe Taylor, my mud wrestling character from Australia and get her back into the squared circle. Furthermore I will update my characters as I think some proper changes need to happen.

Sandy had been waiting outside of her friction dorm. She was waiting for an opponent to arrive.

"Heh, the nerve of some people. Challenging ME to a smother match? And not even leaving a name or contact info? I can't wait to give whoever this chick is, a piece of my mind."

It seemed that Sandy was issued yet another anonymous challenge. This time for a smother match at her dorm room in friction, from an opponent she hadn't met before. Sandy was intent on airing all her complaints when her would be opponent arrived and identified herself. She stood in the hall, leaning against the door to her place, clad in her usual blue leotard - her in ring attire, despite the fact that the note she received with the offer for the match specified they'd be wrestling on her bed in her dorm, rather than in the ring.

"Sure, we'll start right away. But don't say I never warned you about what you're in for. I won't hold back."

Sandy offered a quick heads up before opening her door and leading Arya into her roomThere was a large, king sized bed, covered in light blue sheets. Sandy hopped onto the bed and rested on her knees, patting the area in front of her to invite Arya to get on.

Arya smiled, and walked in the room, but only after slapping Sandy's butt. "You're gonna have fun." She says, and crawls onto the bed, purring like a cat. "Ready?" She asks, in a position that meaning she was ready to charge.

Sandy blushed when Arya smacked her backside. It seemed she was the playful type, which was fine with Sandy. She observed her opponent get into her stance, ready to pounce at a moment's notice. Sandy would try to cut her off by not answering her question and trying to pounce on Arya instead! She charge at her and attempt to wrap her arm around her head for a quick headlock to start things off! If successful, she'd taunt Arya.

"Nice poison ivy outfit. Did you come here to cosplay or to wrestle!?"

Arya was planning for a cakewalk match, easily dominating over her opponent.She was listening for the vocal cue from Sandy to charge, but was hit by the pounce."WAITWAIT!" She pleads, locked in the headlock, struggling. "Be quiet! This costume is awesome!"

"Ok, it is kind of awesome, but it would be more awesome to have more of a challenge. Betcha the real poison ivy wouldn't be getting her butt kicked right now!"

Sandy would try to take Arya down such that they'd both be lying on the bed while the hold was still in place, like so. From here, if Arya still couldn't find a means of escape, Sandy would transition and place herself on top of her opponent, trying to set her up for a grapevine pin!

Arya was being manhandled, taunted, and humilated, only a few moments into the match."Let me go!" She pleads, but is unable to fight back as the one pieced girl locks her up into a humiliating grapevine.

Sandy was almost effortlessly beating Arya. She had already put her into a vulnerable situation where she could be easily smothered, just seconds into their match! And in light of this, Sandy would follow up by doing just that. She'd lower her torso and present her buxom chest to Arya. Ready to shove her boobs in her opponent's face and begin to deny her oxygen!

Arya was squirming relentlessly, unable to free herself. "Please no!" The girl repeated, her face blushing red as she saw the moderately sized chest infront of her. "Don't do tMMMMM" Her voice was muffled in the buxom woman's bust.